This Heat Deceit Novels & Stories

Diya I have been living a lie all my life, and he deceived me. He was a devil, pretending to be good all this time. He must have enjoyed toying with me and laughed behind my back. It was all a façade. I never suspected what he was doing when he said he was going to work. He was a monster who pretended to pray and be good. He even slept soundly next to me while he killed people with no remorse. I had married the devil and now I was carrying his child.

He handed me a file. I stared at it, my hands numb. Everything I thought I was.. everything I believed about my blood, my name, my pain—was a lie. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t know who I was supposed to hate. I regretted hating Raine all my life when she was also a victim of family feud. All our marriages originated from Deceit. It was all a Marriage of Deceits!! I opened the file, after flipping through the files. My hands trembled seeing the content.

“I never sold drugs, Gabriel… I never did. Ethan wiped my accounts and cheated on me with some woman… and I just, I didn’t have a choice.” “So because your ex cheated on you, you thought it was okay to accept a fucking contract to deceive me?” My voice cracks, a low growl escaping as I take another step toward her. My body is vibrating with rage. “Is that your excuse, Gloria? That I’m just a pawn in your pathetic little game of survival?” Her face pales, and I see her eyes shimmer with pain, but I don’t care. “Was it all a lie?” I push, my voice breaking. “Every fucking thing we shared? Was it just an act to make sure I fell for you, so you could secure your contract? Was it all fake from th

He was resolved and determined, but wasn’t he underestimating me too much? Did he forget how capable I was? Did he forget how big of a stunt I pulled? Must I make him remember how scheming and cunning of a woman I was? Jett… my love. We both had our demons to fight and it seems we’ve been too easy on them. “Jett,” I called, my eyes blazing with newfound mischief. “It’s time for one last deception. Together, the three of us, against the world.” He frowned as a slow, knowing smile curled on my lips. “Are you in?” Another game. One last time.

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he teased, winking playfully. Heat crept up my neck. I nodded shyly, knowing he was only half-joking. His pasta was barely touched, so I took a tentative spoonful. As I ate, I noticed the she-wolves sitting across from us throwing icy glares my way. Their resentment practically radiated off them.

“Why did you do it?” “What do you mean, ‘do what’?” She shot back. My frustration bubbled to the surface. The relentless games and the tangled web of deceit had worn me thin, and I was desperate for clarity. “Manipulate Dad, I saw you do it.” “It isn’t what you think,” she insisted, her voice trembling ever so slightly. “I was just trying to calm him down. I’m sick of all the conflict. If they want to make a fresh start, they need to let go of the past—but they weren’t going to do that on their own.” Her eyes pierced into mine, an unsettling intensity that felt almost accusatory. In that moment, I recognized the deception woven within her words. It was as if she revelled in her own lies, an

Holding a firm grasp on it, I sit criss-crossed on the floor, making myself comfortable and ready to obtain forbidden knowledge. The book was quite small, yet it weighted on my hands. I knew how wrong and grave my actions were, yet I cannot walk away from the scene. I Caress my fingers over the book cover while thinking through what I am about to do. My conscious Unable to give a blind eye to my wrong desires neither am I willing turn away, we make a deal that I would only look at the first page but boy who was I kidding . This book belongs to: S/I, were the only words written on the first page. Feeling unsatisfied with the little information the first page gave, I moved on to the second.

AUSTIN. “We can all agree that what Marcia did was wrong.” Aunt Clair began. “But do any of you know how it feels to be in heat?” “Hmmm…” Jace mumbled again, and my eyes flew to Uncle Jake, who was just looking outside the window. “There are two types of heat for unmarked females. The heat where you know your mate wants you just as much as you want him. That’s a perfect heat.” I bit my bottom lip and remained quiet because I already knew where this was headed.

It meant he could parade me around like a trophy while he whispered in the ears of the investors. "A gala," he mused, a slow, greedy smile spreading across his face. "Yes... that could work. It would silence the rumors about your 'hesitation.'" "Exactly," I said, beaming at him with a fake, toothy grin. "And don't worry about the finances. I’ll handle the budget. I want it to be... unforgettable." As Julian leaned in to kiss my forehead, I felt a cold notification pulse in the back of my mind. **[System Notification: Deception Skill Level 1 Acquired.]**